Early last week, either Monday or Tuesday, there was a post from Tim Gunn’s fan page telling “me” that he will be taping some “Who Wants To Be A Millionaire” shows as guest host on Friday, November 12. Lickety Split I went to the show’s web page and requested three tickets for that day. Since there was a statement on the web site that tickets would come in about two weeks I had little hope, but, Nothing Ventured Nothing Gained, right? The next day I received an e-mail from ABC saying three tickets were reserved in my name but we would have to be there by 11:30 because it was “first come, first serve”. This is when I notified Melly and Shirley. Surprise! ! (or not) they were both excited and eager to join me. Yay. We’re going to see Tim Gunn!
The day before I received a call from the studio and was told to expect a long line because of the “guest” host. As a result I got there real early, expecting to see hoards lined up. Hmm. Only about seven or eight milling around and a blonde woman holding a clip board. She checked for my name and gave me three – wait for it – TAGS.
Inside the studio we were shown how to clap, cheer with enthusiasm and gently moan. Photography, even without flash was forbidden. Our laps had to be empty because every time Tim entered we must stand and wave our arms and express our love and excitement which was no chore at all. Before the first taping (3 shows in all) began and while the comic Paul Mercurio was explaining the facts of millionaire life to us, Melly got scolded for having a book in her lap. Of course, she was sketching the scene (as was Shirley and I [me?]). Ha Ha but she got caught and called out about it.
I snuck two pictures of her when no-one was looking. Since she expected to be drawing in the dark she pre-painted her pages black and brought along a white pen. Always thinking is our Melly.
Shirley, as part of her “100 Faces” drew one of the pages (?) who was keeping close eye on us. She asked the girl to sign her drawing which she did after telling Shirley “but I’m not famous”.
Afterwards we went for Chinese food before splitting up and heading home. Melly and I walked back along Broadway together for a few blocks and then I continued along by myself to Penn Station.
I walked towards Times Square.
The crowds were building up and
I had forgotten about the Friday Night party mood I would have to walk through.
Tomorrow promises, (fingers crossed), to be exciting. No time for any more of that.
I know, I know. You got to go on an airplane. Meet up with old friends. Spend loads of money on cool things. Get messy in workshops. Look at some of the best quilts in the world. Eat, drink and giggle way into the night. I admit that I’m more than a little jealous.
To snap myself out of the doldrums I drove to Molloy College this afternoon and spent an hour listening to Vivian Swift and then had a nice chat with her afterward. Your name came up.
She had several of her tiny watercolors with her.
I spotted Top Cat.
I may or may not tell you all about it.